I miss you

I miss you

A Poem by Awdures
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You were the other half of me...

"

Sunrise, golden memories of your eternal smile

fall to mind

the essence of happiness and youthfulness.

Even in the falling of the raindrops, I hear your laugh

See your eyes light up as they used to do.

But that is all a memory now.

****

Our home, the hills and valleys,

childhood memories that are left behind,

“Greener than the greenest green” you used to say

Before throwing me up into the bluest of blue skies

But that is all a memory now.

****

Running through the purple heather,

Cutting my legs, laughing, just to come to you.

Blood flowing crimson, like the clouds tonight floating

I felt you here, where you should be, beside me.

But that is all a memory now.

****

It snowed the day you had to go.

Pure white, but not as bright as any light that came from you.

I said my goodbyes, not understanding, leaving you

eternally young, in the place we both loved the best

Between sea and mountain.

I laid that ochre earth, striking where you lay

Dispelling the brightness of your soul.

****

My tears were ice as I left you there, alone

in the snow, a miracle the weatherman said.

My tears, glass in the warmth of my home.

My blood ran thick with the anger that you had left me alone

in this world.

But that is all a memory now.

*****

As I look tonight upon the wilderness,

I sense you still watch.

What do you think of me now?

Have I disappointed you?

Am I all you dreamed?

Do you remember the times we shared?

It’s a heart-felt memory now.

© 2010 Awdures


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It's poems like this that make me really admire your work, and I would be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy this. The pictures that you painted were absolutely adorable, and I found myself being able to relate these vivid images to my own childhood, growing up around the epitome of nature. I really liked the fact that you incorporated the natural world with the human emotions of the character, as it seemed to strengthen the impact of your expressions. A beautiful snapshot of childhood and relationships. Nice work,
~PaperHearts

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a wonderufl write here so full of emotion.

Posted 13 Years Ago


It's marvelous to see such picturesque memories that embody so much emotion; really beautiful!

"It snowed the day you had to go.
Pure white, but not as bright as any light that came from you."
"My tears were ice as I left you there, alone"
Snow is like sadness overcoming the best of us when we least expect it.

well done :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Breathtaking, haunting, and emotionally wrenching!
The symphony of colours you create is not lost upon the readers, what with the beautiful images you use to justify them.

"“Greener than the greenest green”
"Running through the purple heather,"
"Blood flowing crimson"
"Pure white, but not as bright as any light that came from you."
Are all exquisite lines.

The change in tone of the poem, was, quite frankly, stunning, because it was seamless. I did not seem to find when happiness merged into sorrow, but it did. I felt so, perhaps, because of the imagery.

"I said my goodbyes, not understanding, leaving you
eternally young, in the place we both loved the best
Between sea and mountain."
This is pure poetry!

"My tears, glass in the warmth of my home.
My blood ran thick with the anger that you had left me alone
in this world."
Amazing.

And the conclusion, was just perfect!
I marvel at your talent.
100/100

Posted 13 Years Ago


I absolutely love how you incorporate colors as hues of charachters~ the shades breathe emotions through the poem beautifully~

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is beautifully crafted, particularly like the effect of the snow in an already nostalgic, hurting heart!
Wonderful write!
xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


this is probably my favorite so far!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Awdures
Awdures

Bangor, Wales, United Kingdom



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